Diane,
Where do I start?
You’re leaving the one place
I hold near to my heart

I began my work at Ann’s Choice
December 2008
Not knowing that this job would
Become something more than great

I could talk about the residents

Or my coworkers instead

 I can even mention the food

We have white, wheat or rye bread

 

 

But this poem is for you

Because so much you mean to me

Some humor I’ll try to instill

Don’t want to send you on a crying spree

 

 

As far as pains go

We all know I had many

From back pains to migraines

You were always there for me

 

 

Bringing me ice

That one time I was stuck in a chair

You even offered me a walker

Those back pains we share

Excedrin Migraine is discontinued

So that I cannot replace

All I can give you now is

A smile across your face

I can’t believe you’re leaving

I’m definitely not ready for this

I should just put in my two weeks

Because you are too much to miss

 

 

Now that you’re retiring

You’ll have more time for your dreams

Go to cooking school, Diane

It is as easy as it seems

 

 

I guess I should wrap this up

The words I’m still looking for

To wish a manager and friend the best

You know you had killer dance moves on the Gala floor?

Diane, no words can put substance

Into my thankfulness for you

Just remember it is never goodbye

A “see you soon” is much more true

On your retirement, Diane

I wish you all the best

Signature’s will not be the same

To have known you, I’m truly blessed